Prologue 7: The Saga Begins

Author's POV

        When I come up with so many ideas, all I found is a key toward my Ultimate Goal I've been waiting for this whole entire life. Hahaha, are you joking? No, that'll be the worst. Ah, that's it. I came up with what I can write out from the book. With just a piece of paper and pen, is that all? What am I going to write about? Oh, yeah. Write whatever I like, because it's my style usually. There, on with the story, starting with the very beginning after I introduced my three main protagonists of the story.

        "Once upon a time, in a land not so very far, far away..."

NOTE: The saga has been cancelled due to a long period of time. But revisions shall come soon in just a few years or more, and... I came up with a new series that can break down the old beginning - it's a fanfic you're not gonna believe this.

Prologue 3: A Desolate Disaster

        The land was full with animals, as the land was given up to the dictatorship. The ancient powers were completely forgotten from the moment the most intensive global war ever ends up until the moment three unknown heroes were born to families to be raised by. They were unexpected heroes to be raised and care for. A boy and two girls were born. The oldest came two years apart from a middle, and a middle came a year apart from the youngest. They grew up in loving homes, even though they discovered the first powers from the forgotten kingdom.

Prologue 2: War and The End of the World

        One day, the first king ruled Kissobias. And so the kingdom lasted happily and peacefully for many, many years until the dictatorship came to power during WWIII. They even destroyed the kingdom and that's why the buildings were in the ruins. In the end, the citizens of Kissobias all die due to the effects of war, holocaust, and such bloodshed. The land became a desolate place, for the ancient powers were taken from one place to another. It's the end of the land of Kissobias as we know it.

Prologue 1: The Beginning

Author's POV

        Long, long ago, in a starry heavens, there were colorful gods and goddesses on this ancient world. Something wonderful has happened; the colors for powers were invented to be the ultimate source. The red is for the fire, the yellow is for the light, the green is for earth powers, the blue which stands for water, the purple is for the supernatural powers, the grey stands for the air, the black stands for darkness and death, the white is for the healing and revival, and transparent stands for new life.
        One night, something incredible has been made - the ghostly air. The ghostly air happens every 18 years in hopes that someday the one should be born of the unknown for Earthlings and shall redeem the other. The ghostly air was named Abaron, for the force appeared every now and then.
        When something wrong happens, a moonlit white raindrop falls to the ground on the full moon midnight and pops out a white pointa settias. The white pointa settias symbolizes full healing and full revival. If you take a remnant from the flower, when you reach elder stage, you're going to roll your age down to 18 years of age and you'll say, "Look! I'm young again! I can stay forever as many times as I want!" If you're fat, take that remnant from the flower, loose weight like magic and say, "Look! I am so hot and very erotic about my dream body! Now, I can sprint like crazy!"
        In conclusion to part one of the prologue, the powers has been made for the ancient world of gods.

Introduction

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